"The fox has died by mistake, I repeat, the fox has died by mistake, action failed, action failed!"
Under the dark night, on a high-rise building, a man wearing a dark blue coat leaned behind the rooftop wall and spoke to the air with an indifferent expression.
Next to him, a special technical sniper rifle was leaning against the wall, with the muzzle facing the sky. The striped energy storage device on the gun body was still slightly bright, like the remnants of a volcanic eruption, still full of breathtaking power.
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"The target is the top Si'an Westan user. I failed to complete the task and am transferring my location..."
As if he heard the reply from the communicator, the man nodded slightly, grabbed the sniper rifle, hung the gun belt on his body, left this position without looking back, and walked to the other side of the rooftop.
When he came to the wall, he picked up the package that had been placed here, opened the package neatly, took out the parts inside, and began to assemble it skillfully.
After a while, a simple and reliable hang glider was ready. As if he had rehearsed it countless times, the man skillfully used the hang glider to jump off the tall building.
He walked through the buildings in the city like a bird, and soon he was far away from the original rooftop of the building.
"The target's reaction speed is no different from the intelligence description. It has far exceeded the limit of human beings. With my ability, the probability of long-range sniping is less than 10%, and the target is extremely cautious. The fox has been damaged, and the follow-up plan can be arranged
Consider giving up sniping and luring methods..."
Soaring high in the sky, the man's voice gradually dissipated in the late night wind.
...
The process of flying flesh and blood is so slow, like floating raindrops suspended in the air, the drenching rain is dense and thick.
But in the eyes of those who are slow, all these are within reach and can also pass by.
Lin Mo slowly drank the last cup of coffee, grabbed the samurai sword placed by his side, and like an ordinary passenger arriving at his destination, picked up his luggage and prepared to leave.
Stepping lightly, the slowness faded away silently. The body behind him was like a broken faucet, with droplets of liquid splashing rapidly on the train wall and on the faces of passers-by around him.
Lin Mo held a samurai sword in his hand and glanced around indifferently.
Almost all passengers were stunned by the sudden sniper attack.
In their understanding, this lovely reporter girl was shot in the head by a bullet without warning and died in the train in less than a second, but the culprit was nowhere to be seen...
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, the woman's petite body finally fell to the ground, and the small and exquisite recording pen also fell to the ground.
Lin Mo picked it up and walked towards the crowd. The crowded crowd immediately opened a passage for him.
Finally, he came to the waiter who brought the coffee before, put the recorder on her plate lightly, and said politely:
"Thank you for the coffee. This is the reward you deserve. You can leave now."
Under his gaze, the waiter gingerly picked up the recorder, hesitated for a moment, and then left the carriage without looking back. During this period, no one dared to commit any crime under his nose.
After the other party left, Lin Mo immediately ignored the passengers around him and drew out his samurai sword.
A flash of sword light suddenly appeared in the small carriage.
The roof of the train was cut open, revealing a gap for one person to enter and exit. The wind pressure from the outside caused strong winds to blow into the carriage from above, making it chilly.
"We have no grievances, so I leave you with a piece of advice. Someone has planted a time bomb in this carriage. It is not very powerful. If you leave here and run to other carriages, you may still be able to save your life."
Lin Mo's quiet voice sounded in the carriage, like falling rocks thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
The faces of the passengers changed drastically.
With their lives in danger, they didn't care about the bounty hanging on the man in front of them, and ran to other carriages almost instantly.
As for whether there will be a stampede accident in the future, it has nothing to do with Lin Mo.
He jumped up and jumped onto the roof of the car.
The strong wind outside the carriage blew by instantly, making his windbreaker rustle. The continuous strong wind seemed to blow him down, but his tall body still stood like an iron tower.
Facing the strong wind, Lin Mo left the scope of this car in an instant, stepped on the roof of the train, and reached the position of the tail car.
He finally stopped at the rear of the train, crouched down and looked at the steel track speeding past under the train.
Without a moment's hesitation, he jumped onto the track in time. His body rolled on the hard track to release force, and he easily left the train.
Then, as if the timing was just right, at the moment Lin Mo jumped onto the track, a carriage of the train not far away exploded with roaring flames. The train divided into two sections braked urgently and sounded a piercing sound.
The noise finally stopped peacefully in the middle.
Looking at the high-speed train that stopped safely despite the explosion, Lin Mo stood there and watched for a few times, and couldn't help but sigh:
“The quality is really good.”
It seems like this happens all the time. Even though the gangsters planted time bombs, the train still didn't suffer much damage and didn't seem to cause many casualties.
It can be seen that the transportation company that operates the trains has been prepared for this situation. Even the trains are so resistant to explosions.
Lin Mo had been prepared for this and didn't feel much surprise at this time.
The little episode that happened tonight was all previewed on the simulator.
The lady who lied about Anne thought that her disguise was perfect, but she didn't know that the performance and script of the whole process had been completely exposed in the text deeds of the simulator.
As for the killer who was sniping from a distance, Lin Mo didn't bother to waste any energy chasing him.
Because he knew that this was a useless effort, as the opponent would have run far away after the first attack failed.
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Lin Mo lowered his head and glanced at his feet, where he happened to be wearing a pair of anti-gravity thruster shoes.
In the past two days, since he often wore a mask when going out to gain experience, he also had all his equipment ready at all times.
Without much hesitation, Lin Mo calculated the height of the aerial track from the ground, stepped out, and jumped down.
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Outside the Afterlife Bar.
Wearing a mask and facing the strange and malicious looks of countless people, Lin Mo walked leisurely into the stairs and walked to the Lai Sheng Bar.
The mercenaries and passers-by I met wherever I went, the moment they saw the mask on his face, they all seemed like wolves smelling the smell of sheep.
They all looked at his body with salivating eyes, as if they wanted to lie down on him and take a few bites.
In the two days since the bounty was released, because he did not choose to live a low-key and hidden lifestyle, he often appeared in front of the public, wearing a mask and wandering around the streets from time to time. This also led to his name being lost in the Night City.
getting louder and louder.
Those who don’t often watch the news or pay attention to radio reports have almost learned about this incident from chats in the streets and alleys.
Today, almost everyone with basic cognitive abilities knows:
A fool with a lot of money hanging over his head is haunting the Night City. No matter who kills him, he will no longer have to work hard in this life, and he will not have to worry about losing his limbs.
But on the other hand, those fringe people who are smart enough and rational enough are beginning to realize that his strength is enough to match the bounty on his head.
After all, not just any cat or dog can survive for two days with a hundred million dollars on their head.
Of course, the mercenaries gathered around the Afterlife Bar were not that stupid, and no one was willing to take the risk to attack him next to the Afterlife Bar.
Surrounded by a pack of wolves, Lin Mo walked to the door of the next life.
The strong man guarding the door saw his figure from a distance, and before he came to the door, he respectfully stepped aside. His attitude was completely different from before.
"The boss is waiting for you in the private room. When you enter, just go around the bar and go straight inside."
When the two of them passed each other, the strong man opened his mouth slightly and whispered a few words quietly into Lin Mo's ear, and then continued to wait at the gate with his usual expression.
Lin Mo nodded slightly and stepped into the bar calmly.
As his figure appeared at the door of the bar, the eyes of every fringe person inside swept over him.
At this moment, there was no human voice, but the passionate music was still playing.